I became the son of Renzong

How to do?

It can only be borrowed from the storage in his mind. As for whether others believe he wrote it or not, he can't control it anymore. He can be sure that none of the poems that will be released in a while will be written by the children present.

This is not only Zhao Xi, everyone present understands... While the pen and paper are being handed out, except for Zhao Xi who seems to be thinking, the other children have already started writing... It's too obvious, let alone children, just Those who have already sang in Donghuamen may not be able to write poems when the title is announced.

The other children don't need to look at it, but Zhao Xi's thinking makes people pay more attention.

There are many choices and swingers, because no one can see the end.

But in the orthodox sense, Zhao Xi is their most reasonable future emperor.It's just that the involvement in these years has been too deep, to the point where it is impossible to cleanse yourself, so I have to cooperate in such a scene.

In fact, Zhao Xi was searching in his mind who should borrow it.

The way of poetry was at its peak in the Tang and Song dynasties. Although Zhao Xi memorized the works of many masters who were not yet mature or famous in this dynasty, after thinking about it for a long time, he felt that it was out of date.

Chapter 25 Tongying Banquet ([-])

While Zhao Xi was still hesitating, some children had already stopped writing.

Fu Bi glanced at Han Qi...his eyes were still closed, but the corners of his mouth no longer twitched, his eyelids stabilized, and he seemed to have resigned himself to fate.

Much ado about nothing!This Prince Pu...

Zhao Xi finally started to write, and Sun Fu's heart seemed to be clenched even tighter.

Several red clouds wanted to fly... Zhao Xi wrote the first sentence.

Sun Fu's soul felt all of a sudden come back, and he suddenly felt like he had eaten ice dew on a hot day, making his body refreshed.

He is not good at poetry, not that he doesn't know how to appreciate it, as far as Zhao Xi wrote the first sentence, he already knew that Zhao Xi kept saying: It doesn't matter...what is it.

Resenting Chunhui with fragrance and attitude... Zhao Xi wrote the second sentence.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xi didn't pause any longer, and wrote down the last two sentences together: How much does the Eastern Emperor know about Yulu, it was bestowed upon him by the wind last night.

Several red clouds want to fly,

Fragrance and state resent Chunhui.

How much does Donghuang Yulu know,

Last night before the wind has given Fei.

Zhao Xi searched and searched, and finally found a poem about peonies in his memory. He remembered that it was from the Ming Dynasty, and he changed the original poem to make it more suitable for today's situation, and made it clear.

Perhaps the Zhao family really has an artistic gene, whether it is the later generations or the current Zhao Xi, even if he is only three years old, his handwriting is just as beautiful.

Sun Fu didn't know what expression he had at this moment, if he had a bronze mirror, he really wanted to see it.

The change was too sudden. He knew the year of his destiny, but he was still shocked by this change, and even more shocked by Zhao Xi's poem.

"gentlemen……"

"Rixi, very good! Yes!"

Sun Fu didn't know how to express his emotions anymore. When Zhao Xi asked about the poems like other children, he simply said five words!

Ouyang Xiu browsed through the transcribed poems, but he couldn't see any of them looked at Peony from a child's perspective.

He read one and threw it to Yan Shu. He didn't want to comment at all, it was meaningless. He could even match some of the lines with those present.

Banqueting is not once or twice, Ouyang Xiu is very clear about who's style.

And Yan Shu was the chief examiner, and he signed many of the roll calls present here.It is difficult to change a person's style of writing after he becomes an adult.

This so-called Tong Yingyan was actually aimed at Sun Fu, an honest man, and Prince E, an unsuspecting child.

Intuit made it!

Looking around... Jia Changchao nodded, while Fubi Han Qi looked helpless.Fan Zhongyan didn't even bother to look at it.

Regardless of whether it is a child's perspective or not, no one can make false judgments on the merits of the poems.

At this time, Sun Fu had already copied Zhao Xi's poems, and he put the two words after Zhao Rixi close together at the signing place... He did it on purpose, he thought it was appropriate for Wang Ye to sign this poem with his real name.

"Nice poem!"

When Ouyang Xiu received the poems that Sun Fu handed over and copied, he couldn't help admiring.

Han Qi suddenly opened his eyes and leaned over... Hehe!Han Qi pursed his lips and pointed at Jia Changchao.

"Yan Xianggong, Jia Xianggong, you can read this poem, Uncle Yong thinks he is the leader."

"Same uncle seconded!"

With just one glance, Yan Shu can conclude that the words and meanings of this poem are indeed the works of the upper class, using things to describe people in accordance with the times and situations.

"Sun Mingfu, this is Tongying Banquet, why did you do this?"

Jia Changchao is not mediocre, he naturally knows the quality of poems.

All the poems prepared by Prince Pu's son in the early stage were passed by him.It was for children, Jia Changchao screened out the poems he had prepared, and only kept acceptable ones, although there were some eye-catching ones, he screened them out.

After all, I don't want to look too ugly.

"Jia Xianggong, Ming Fu specializes in the classics and righteousness. Have you ever heard that Ming Fu has famous poems? This poem is written by his disciple Zhao... Rixi. I also ask Jia Xiang to judge."

Thief shouting catch thief?Anyone can see that the only newcomer on the scene is Wang Ye, who is also a butcher anyway, so he doesn't know right from wrong.

Even Han Qi thought it was Sun Fu's work, only Fu Bi looked at Zhao Xi in astonishment... How evil is this Prince E.

"Do it now? Hehe. Ziming seconded this as the leader."

Although unwilling, Jia Changchao was also helpless.

Zhao Xi has been paying attention here, he can see and hear every expression, including words.

Especially Jia Changchao's "hehe" made him feel particularly harsh.

Your uncle!Do not believe it?Grandpa will let you see again.

"Sir, the students have other feelings, I wonder if it's okay..."

Zhao Xi approached, directly ignoring all the husbands, but only for Sun Fu.

Since they are all pretending, he also needs to pretend that he only knows Sun Fu.

How would Sun Fu know what to do with this?He is a pedant, so he can only look at Fu Bi.